“Wait.” She yelled. Her voice lowered to a whisper. “You knew her? Personally?” The suspense of the moment hung.

“Yeah.” His voice croaked. “Once, a long time ago.” I sat at the edge cliff staring up at the moon pretending not to hear them.

“What was she like?” The silence was deafening. Some crumpled up copy of a smile crossed his face.

“She was going to change the world whether or not she knew it.”

And around us, the world burned.

Both of them walked back to the others. Everything was silent as if the world was holding their breath, waiting to see how I reacted. I gazed at the bottom of the ledge. Funny, I scoffed. I already changed the world. If you look closely past the thick brush of the forest you could see the ruins of a building that once stood tall. Look a bit closer at you can see all the blood that building had built up in its walls. If you were to look past the surface, you could see an entire war fought and if you blinked, you would miss seeing that I am the way I am because I won a war I fought alone in. But you'll never care enough to see that I did...